Lyrics of Les Photos De Mariage - Jeanne Cherhal

Les Photos De Mariage (original)

Il m’a demand?
Si je voulais bien l'?
Pouser,
J’ai dit oui tiens pourquoi pas, c’est l’occasion de se marrer.
Il m’a regard?
E, ses yeux sont devenus fonc?
S,
C’est que les choses s?
Rieuses, a-t-il dit, allaient commencer.
Il m’a emmen?
E pr?
S de la rue des Hauts Pav?
S.
Dans ce petit magasin de photos diverses et vari?
Es,
On a regard?
Ces couples de jeunes mari?
S Prenant intelligemment des poses et des airs d?
Tach?
S.
On avait le choix (et m? Me l’embarras du choix)
Pour s’inspirer de l’un d’eux et immortaliser la joie qui nous transper?
Ait.
Qui nous rendait joliment gais, si heureux,
Si pleins de bonheur?
Venir que j’en baillais.
Ma ch?
Rie, tu vois la fille au fond sous les lilas en amazone
Avec le bras d?
Sinvolte, on dirait toi.
Oui, c’est un peu vrai, mais je lui trouve le regard niais…
C’est??
A que je pensais quand j’ai dit qu’elle te ressemblait.
Allez, on va se marier pour l'?
Ternit?.
Prenons la pose et sourions.
Pr?
S du footballeur, les bas jaunes dans les fleurs,
La jeune?
Pouse en crampons serre un ballon contre son c?
Ur.
C’est l’amour du sport, le foot est plus fort que la mort,
Les serments dans les gradins: allez le stade et je t’adore.
Et l?, quelle erreur, la mari?
E elle a peur.
Mais non c’est tout naturel puisqu’elle est femme de chasseur.
Un gibier, encore si frais qu’on dirait qu’il dort,
Jet?
Par dessus l'?
Paule de l'?
Poux.
Vois le d?
Cor.
Allez, on va se marier pour l'?
Ternit?.
Prenons la pose et sourions.
Devant la mairie.
Des mains tendues vers le mari brandissent, tel un troph?
E,
Des roues de v?
Lo d?
Fra?
Chies.
Monsieur est cycliste et sa photo tr?
S fantaisiste.
Mais qu’en serait-il s’il?
Tait sumo ou v?
Liplanchiste?
Et l?
Celui-ci, sous ses m?
Dailles et son k?
Pi,
Qu’il est attirant qu’il est beau et comme il me fait envie.
Pour clore la liste, regarde-moi cet air triste
De la fille qui regrette mais qui va entrer en piste.
Allez, on va se marier pour l'?
Ternit?.
Prenons la pose et sourions.

(translation)

He asked me?
If I wanted the?
push,
I said yes why not, it's time to have fun.
He looked at me?
E, his eyes went dark?
S,
Is that things s?
Rieuses, he said, were about to begin.
He took me?
E pr?
S of rue des Hauts Pav?
S.
In this small store of diverse and varied photos?
Is,
Shall we look?
Those newlywed couples?
S Cleverly striking poses and airs of
Tach?
S.
We had a choice (and m? Me spoiled for choice)
To be inspired by one of them and immortalize the joy that passes through us?
Have.
That made us so pretty, so happy,
So full of happiness?
Come that I was yawning.
Ma ch?
Rie, you see the girl in the back under the lilacs in the sidesaddle
With the arm of
Casual, looks like you.
Yes, it's a bit true, but I find the look silly...
It is??
What I was thinking when I said she looked like you.
Come on, we're getting married for the?
Tarnish?.
Let's strike a pose and smile.
Pr?
S of the footballer, the yellow stockings in the flowers,
The young?
Wife in cleats holds a ball to her heart
Ur.
It's the love of sport, football is stronger than death,
The oaths in the bleachers: go to the stadium and I love you.
And there, what mistake, the husband?
And she's scared.
But no, it's only natural since she is a hunter's wife.
A game, still so fresh it looks like it's sleeping,
Jet?
Over the?
Paul of the?
Lice.
See the d?
Horn.
Come on, we're getting married for the?
Tarnish?.
Let's strike a pose and smile.
In front the town hall.
Hands reaching for the husband brandish, like a troph?
E,
V wheels?
Lo d?
Fr?
Dogs.
Monsieur is a cyclist and his photo tr?
S whimsical.
But what if he?
Was sumo or v?
Lipsurfer?
And the
This one, under his m?
Dailles and its k?
Pi,
How attractive he is, how handsome he is and how I envy him.
To close the list, look at that sad look
Of the girl who regrets but who will enter the track.
Come on, we're getting married for the?
Tarnish?.
Let's strike a pose and smile.